Dreaming of a Cycle Tour

 

Dreaming of a Cycle Tour


We have dreams, big dreams, 

Of climbing on our bikes

And cycling for months. 

Exploring other countries,

One pedal stroke at a time, 

Sleeping in our tent,

Eating simple food,

Streamlining our bodies,

Expanding our minds,

Being together.


We have lists

Of all the places we want to cycle to,

Norway’s fjords and Tuscany’s landscape, 

Croatia’s islands and Slovenia’s caves, 

Hungary’s hot springs and Slovakia’s mountains, 

Germany’s rivers and Scotland’s wildness,

Wales’s green and Ireland’s magic,

The list goes on…

But the goal is not the destination,

The journey is the dream.


We aim to cycle the quiet roads,

Villages not towns,

Cities only in early mornings,

Or balmy nights when all is calm.

It’s not hordes of humanity we crave to see,

But rural life,

Ruins with stories of the past,

Views of open landscapes, waterfalls, lakes,

Depths of green forest tracks, flora and fauna

Absorbing the world as we pass.


While we wait for the dreams to come,

We enjoy the little trips,

Exploring mountain passes for a day, 

Pottering to a local lake,

Racing sunset clouds back home,

Observing seasons in our region,

Capturing wildlife on our phones,

Sketching landscapes,

Meandering, slow,

Taking one day at a time.


We have dreams, big dreams, 

Of climbing on our bikes

And cycling for months. 

Exploring other countries,

One pedal stroke at a time, 

Sleeping in our tent,

Eating simple food,

Streamlining our bodies,

Expanding our minds,

Being together.


We have lists

Of all the places we want to cycle to,

Norway’s fjords and Tuscany’s landscape, 

Croatia’s islands and Slovenia’s caves, 

Hungary’s hot springs and Slovakia’s mountains, 

Germany’s rivers and Scotland’s wildness,

Wales’s green and Ireland’s magic,

The list goes on…

But the goal is not the destination,

The journey is the dream.


We aim to cycle the quiet roads,

Villages not towns,

Cities only in early mornings,

Or balmy nights when all is calm.

It’s not hordes of humanity we crave to see,

But rural life,

Ruins with stories of the past,

Views of open landscapes, waterfalls, lakes,

Depths of green forest tracks, flora and fauna

Absorbing the world as we pass.


While we wait for the dreams to come,

We enjoy the little trips,

Exploring mountain passes for a day, 

Pottering to a local lake,

Racing sunset clouds back home,

Observing seasons in our region,

Capturing wildlife on our phones,

Sketching landscapes,

Meandering, slow,

Taking one day at a time.



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